Brazy
I remember back then man y'all thought I was nothing
Niggas still broke still riding buckets
Yo Brodie's not fly man I thought he was buzzing
Catch me outside low key I be bugging
It's like we playing tennis how we keeping them rackets
Make them disappear like we doing some magic
You could hear it on the news man that shit getting tragic
I got to move right and be smart with them tactics
Cause I was seven years old when I lost my pops
And still five four when I bought my Glock
like where the time go I got a check my watch
Niggas still broke so I don't flaunt my guap
Aye It's Like I know kung fu
And I ain't got to front cause i don't flash my loot
Niggas know what to do
I'm Straight up out the bay my sidekick is a two
And I ain't doing the race
Man I don't take L's so I ain't dodging a case
So be ready to lose I'm only taking dubs
I ain't got nothing to prove
And I'ma keep it a stack
These bitches ain't real y'all believing the cap
I Believe in the strap
If I'm strolling out the house then I ain't leaving the gat
Better walk what you preach
Cause I could get you gone and it be nothing to me
So what the fuck is you on Yea I can be a dog
but I ain't chasing a bone
Cause I'm the man yo city
Really bouta bag man I been ballin like biggie
And I ain't sipping on juice
I got to stay alert cause niggas Dissing the truce
So I got to stay ready
Got a stay on point it's like the world be against me
Guess I gotta go Brazy
These niggas want me dead but it don't even phase me
Yea you know what I'm on
Fifty one fifty opp pack in the bong
Gas pack going strong
Put a eighth in the wood
and smoke that to the done
I'm really rolling up loud
Wild Wild West yea we dripping with style
Yea you know how it go
Niggas end up dead for not keeping a pole
And I ain't joking around
Y'all love talking down till you get put in the ground
Make a nigga turn ghost
Rob yo Brodie's for them bands he be doing the most
I can't fuck with a sucker
How you switch up on the Fam man I thought we were brothers
I guess it don't even matter
See yo ass in hell
My demons waiting with daggers
So get them cut from the team
My choppa hold thirty and it came with the beam
So no one taking a thing
And I ain't gon lie right now I feel like the king
Yea the king of the jungle
Riding down the ave I'm keeping shells for a tussle
So you could leave in a stretcher
And I ain't playing round I'll get it cracking whenever
I got the glock on the dresser
lot up on my mind but I could handle the pressure
I'm just tryna do better
I call yo homies rats how they eating that cheddar
Like damn I always knew you a bitch
Had to pull up with the fire he got burnt wit a stick
Man I used to be retired guess I'm still with the shit
My hands are bloody forever
So be careful who you with
Cause you ain't with these endeavors
I'm like the great white how I swim in the tank
My status OG cause I be dropping them ranks
And the money on deck tucked up in the bank
Yea I had to hold it down and keep it far from the snakes
Told em call me little Kay but don't wear out the name
Niggas still broke still riding buckets
Yo Brodie's not fly man I thought he was buzzing
Catch me outside low key I be bugging
It's like we playing tennis how we keeping them rackets
Make them disappear like we doing some magic
You could hear it on the news man that shit getting tragic
I got to move right and be smart with them tactics
Cause I was seven years old when I lost my pops
And still five four when I bought my Glock
like where the time go I got a check my watch
Niggas still broke so I don't flaunt my guap
Aye It's Like I know kung fu
And I ain't got to front cause i don't flash my loot
Niggas know what to do
I'm Straight up out the bay my sidekick is a two
And I ain't doing the race
Man I don't take L's so I ain't dodging a case
So be ready to lose I'm only taking dubs
I ain't got nothing to prove
And I'ma keep it a stack
These bitches ain't real y'all believing the cap
I Believe in the strap
If I'm strolling out the house then I ain't leaving the gat
Better walk what you preach
Cause I could get you gone and it be nothing to me
So what the fuck is you on Yea I can be a dog
but I ain't chasing a bone
Cause I'm the man yo city
Really bouta bag man I been ballin like biggie
And I ain't sipping on juice
I got to stay alert cause niggas Dissing the truce
So I got to stay ready
Got a stay on point it's like the world be against me
Guess I gotta go Brazy
These niggas want me dead but it don't even phase me
Yea you know what I'm on
Fifty one fifty opp pack in the bong
Gas pack going strong
Put a eighth in the wood
and smoke that to the done
I'm really rolling up loud
Wild Wild West yea we dripping with style
Yea you know how it go
Niggas end up dead for not keeping a pole
And I ain't joking around
Y'all love talking down till you get put in the ground
Make a nigga turn ghost
Rob yo Brodie's for them bands he be doing the most
I can't fuck with a sucker
How you switch up on the Fam man I thought we were brothers
I guess it don't even matter
See yo ass in hell
My demons waiting with daggers
So get them cut from the team
My choppa hold thirty and it came with the beam
So no one taking a thing
And I ain't gon lie right now I feel like the king
Yea the king of the jungle
Riding down the ave I'm keeping shells for a tussle
So you could leave in a stretcher
And I ain't playing round I'll get it cracking whenever
I got the glock on the dresser
lot up on my mind but I could handle the pressure
I'm just tryna do better
I call yo homies rats how they eating that cheddar
Like damn I always knew you a bitch
Had to pull up with the fire he got burnt wit a stick
Man I used to be retired guess I'm still with the shit
My hands are bloody forever
So be careful who you with
Cause you ain't with these endeavors
I'm like the great white how I swim in the tank
My status OG cause I be dropping them ranks
And the money on deck tucked up in the bank
Yea I had to hold it down and keep it far from the snakes
Told em call me little Kay but don't wear out the name
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Writer(s): Calvin Gomez
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